Dora Sigerson Shorter,
As the Sparks Fly Upward
(1907)
“ So he shall find life good and well begun.” Beside the fire I held him dose, and sang Some sweet child ditty, bidding him to sleep, And broke the log to make it flame and glow; Then in his eyes I saw a wonder creep. Now peeped the soul from out his startled gaze. “Look first on me,” I cried, “my little child!” ”
